Welcome. Thanks for taking the time to stop by, and pardon the dust. I haven't gotten around to cleaning up in quite some time.
I used to write quite a bit here, back in a time when blogs and bloggers were less bloggy, and social networks were less obtrusive. I wanted to write, but was still learning how to express. The journal seemed like a perfect solution for holding my odd and scattered thoughts about my odd and scattered life, and for maintaining contact with familiar souls.
Summer turns to Fall. Of the blooms that thrived here, all but the hardiest have withered away. I write more regularly now, but my focus is in fiction - well, fictions other than the one I live. And so I have mostly uprooted and moved to other haunts, and left this place to the applause of dust and the practical requiems of spiders.
But I'm still fond of it, you know, and I check in regularly, so comment if you need to get my attention. And there are other places to find me as well.
Ehaema. A very strange novel, written serially from Feb 2012 to Mar 2013.
Baofu's Lair. Meditations on gaming and interactive media.
Eidolon. Not so much writing, more of an inspiration collage and notebook.
Box of Smoove Jams:
Cheers from the past. Surprise me in the future.